Challenge
Challenge of the Month XII
The Finale. You’re living on the streets and want it to end. Write about your last moments, why you’re over it, and how you’re about to go out. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
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Worth Nothing
Will they remember who I was
Where I stayed
Remember the toes falling out of boots
Of how I laid
Will they remember how it started
Or how close I am to the end
Do they just see me as the statistic
Or maybe their sibling, or a lost friend
Will they remember me outside of the store
That woman and her son
Do they think I deserve what I am
Or who I have become
Will they remember that last winter
When the air was so thin
When I was jumped for my leather coat
And left in only my sin
Will they remember I told God to bless them
Even though he forsake me
And when I finally get to see him soon
I’ll be sure to induce some third degree
Will they remember me at all
Did they even know I was here
For those like me, there is no memory
For I’m not even worth a single tear